After all, how could anyone tolerate her husband fooling around outside? It could only be that she didn't care about him at all.
Rufus couldn't understand. Why would she choose Xavier over him?
The family backgrounds of their families were not much different. His ability was only a little inferior to him, but it was still beyond the reach of many men.
Arya was thirsty and she took a sip of water. When she put down the glass, she looked up at Rufus. "I have heard your story. Can I leave now?"
She knew that he said so much just to plant a seed of doubt in her heart.
She didn't want to think about what happened before their marriage.
What she cared about was now.
Rufus looked at Arya, and he didn't understand what was so good about Xavier. Why would she stay in the Jones Family when they didn't accept her?
He looked down at the time and refused Arya.
"You can go after twelve o'clock."
Arya frowned, "You are pushing too far!"
Rufus didn't care. He leaned forward and got closer to Arya. He gave a meaningful smile, "If one day you can't stay in the Jones Family anymore, you can come to me. I won't mind that you've married someone and had children."
Arya turned her head away from him.
Arya didn't understand why he had to waste her time. It was not until twelve o'clock, which was lunchtime, that Arya understood Rufus' intention when Henry came in with a few people.
He went in, surrounded by several veterans of his age. When he saw Arya and Rufus together, his smiling expression changed instantly.
Arya clenched her hands under the table.
"Mr. Jones." Rufus stood up. No matter how they had been feuding with each other, he had to act like they were on good terms in front of other people.
Henry nodded slightly and glanced at Arya. Before he could say anything, Rufus spoke first. "Mr. Jones, don't take it wrong. Arya and I just ran into each other, so we had a meal together."
If he didn't explain, it would be fine. He wouldn't think too much. But now he had explained, it felt like that there was something going on between them.
Henry's face darkened. He put his hands behind his back and sneered, "Really?"
Rufus smiled, "Of course."
Henry glanced at Arya and then walked to the reserved table. Arya could only hold back what she wanted to explain.
He was angry now, and this was not the place to talk.
After Henry left, Arya was furious, "You did it on purpose!"
Rufus sat back in his seat. At first, he really just wanted to have a meal with Arya. But when he spoke to his assistant, he was told that Henry would be here for lunch with his comrades, so he took the opportunity to keep Arya here.
Even if Henry didn't think too much about it, he wouldn't like his daughter-in-law to have contact with him because of the grudges between the Jones Family and the Gates Family.
Arya was trembling with anger. 'How could he be so shameless?!'
"I told you, if you can not stay in the Jones Family, you can come to me."
Before Rufus could say more, Arya splashed the water at him. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Do you think you can drive a wedge between us with such underhanded tricks?"
Arya put down the glass heavily and walked towards the door.
Rufus wiped the water on his face with a napkin, not only was he not angry, but he asked and smiled, "Can I take it that you are angry from embarrassment? If it really doesn't bother you, why are you so angry?"
Arya's footsteps paused slightly and soon returned to normal. Even if she was bothered, she would not show it in front of Rufus.
Arya walked out of the restaurant and took a taxi back to the villa.
She had to admit that Rufus' actions would definitely make Henry, who had always been dissatisfied with her, dislike her even more.
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